“You know you cannot give me the silent treatment forever!” said Noel, as he watched Dina glued to the television, wearing his brown, leather jacket. He smiled in the darkness of the room, knowing that she at least liked something about him. Click. “North Korea has been...” Click. “The idea of democracy is often...” Click. “Thousands... Continue Reading →

Either way, I might end up being mad. Overthinking is my forte, which is subtly juxtaposed with absent-mindedness so that my brain can breathe. But OD'ing on either can cause a mental catastrophe on my cerebral plateau. Ever since I was a kid and saw a distant paternal aunt lose her marbles, I was worried... Continue Reading →